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20090430 : 12:00 AM
so i was sifting through some really old and musty albums for baby photos for drawing when i came across some which were totally irrelevant but made me smile stupidly for quite a while.  my dad's old secondary school class photo. ANYONE WHO CAN GUESS WHICH ONE HE IS GETS BUBBLE TEA ON ME. 8D  my dad in Japan.. he looks WAY different without his glasses, wrinkles and more-salt-than-pepper hair.  same dude at some random beach.  aaaah my dad is so cute.  here he is with his girlfriend, who became his wife, who became one half of the parental unit aka my mom.  here's him and i [less than 1 month old] i really really love this photo.  here's me with my cough much more photogenic sis. D8  ACT CUTE D:<  here i am attempting to terrorize and traumatise my cousin. i was very protective of my food rations back then, so i was told. still am now. haha.  me with my cousins 8D  sis. she always has this blur grimacing look.  see what i mean?  strangulating hug. i look so pedo for some reason. and yes i liked aladdin when i was a kid. sue me.
20090428 : 11:06 PM
360DEGREE EPIPHANY. just last night, i was hunting for a [Cotton On] shirt, digging through my piles of clothes in vain. so i decided, alright, i'll find something else to wear and started to shove everything back in my wardrobe when i suddenly saw it right in front of me. something in me clicked then, but me being the usual dense and oblivious me, didn't get it right away. went to get Conte, eat fudge cake [because them brownehz were gone D:] and hang out with FFG for a bit, went to sketch [whoa totally different atmosphere now], rode the bus with Ange, sniggered through Cotton On again, and i was on the train with just my thoughts when more clicks.. uh.. clicked. right now, my life is just like me excavating my wardrobe for that shirt. i'm looking all over the place for answers, when sometimes they're just that obvious and staring me in the face. so why search high and low and roundabout when the answers will eventually hit me? basically means two words: MOVE ALONG. [with your life] if i gave a shit about every [stupid damn] thing that other people don't care about, i would be buried in shit. so i'm just going to take someone's suggestion, and turn all that poop into fuel. like sparkles and rainbows also known as unicorn farts. after all, there's no point in stalling and rolling myself into a blubbery mass of comfort food [so yes mom, you can have the pack of Ruffles]. remember way back when i posted something about not wanting to sit around and wait for something to happen? this is what i'm doing now. and that's not good. i'm becoming an oxymoron. i am not going to- I REFUSE to stagnate here. i am sick and tired of being sick and tired [hey i think that's a lyric from a song] and i don't want to feel upset any longer over things that people -i'd hoped would care about- don't really think about. so hey, you can all toss me your bloody attitudes, but i absolutely am not going to let it get me down. i refuse to feel inferior and stupid and clumsy any longer [and yes i feel that most of the time now]. when i think back, and i wonder how the hell did i deteoriate into this- this oversensitive oblivious mess and i draw a blank.. well it's alright. i'm going to work straight back up, and i won't let anyone or anything pull me down like this again. POSITIVE PLZ. and yes, end of rant. i am pretty much sure gaurantee plus chop that i'm not going to harp about this anymore. i think i've said enough. :D on a side note, quote he's the nicest guy you'll ever find /quote AND I'M SURE YOU WILL DEFINITELY BE HAPPY AND I'M HAPPY FOR YOU TOO 8D on another side note, PR3 IS OUT FOR PREORDER ON AMAZON clickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclick on yet another side note, BROWNEHZ > FUDGECAKE >:D
20090423 : 1:03 PM
ob⋅liv⋅i⋅ous –adjective 1. unmindful; unconscious; unaware (usually fol. by of or to) 2. forgetful; without remembrance or memory 3. Archaic. inducing forgetfulness. i'm guilty of it. how do you right things the way they are now? sometimes i wish there was a guidebook, but if we knew all the answers to life's problems, there wouldn't be any point in living. on another note, thanks for dinner ffg. ma maison was awesome, and yes the hamburger steak was small haha. and omg awesome brownies!
20090421 : 1:56 PM
well. school started. ): because i miss you badly. when you see and hear and know things you're better off not knowing.. it's just plain depressing. it just hurts when the people you thought you knew just became strangers.
20090418 : 9:01 PM
seriously. when the water touches my feet it's like.. bzzt aaahhhh insert explosions of starry pain like those in cartoons. i can barely walk now. ;__; luckily my desk and bed are within throwing distance. i can throw myself off my chair onto my bed without limping and cussing. :'D
20090413 : 2:59 PM
'grats to FFG for getting into Gambit. :D freefoodfreefoodplz.
20090412 : 4:27 PM
lengthy piece of jabber ahead, so don't read if you don't want to. i'm trying, but it's hard. sometimes i get too sensitive about things that people say, or i end up being totally oblivious to what was said. really said. finding the right words without coming off as being tactless or insensitive or insulting is another problem for me. i'm constantly worrying about little things like whether i'm boring others, or being mindless, or any other random crap that goes through my head. and i'm always getting upset over things, that may seem insignificant to others, but on the contrary it is a big deal to me. things like people telling me something they don't mean. maybe it isn't a big deal to them, but it is to me. i find that i really do mind now, especially when the action is something that i find now i've come to dislike. like smoking. i'm not discriminating against people who do it, but i would much rather them not do it. especially when it comes to people close to me. and they should know what i'm talking about. if they don't.. well then apparently they weren't as close as i thought they were. some people say that it's easy to see what i'm feeling because it shows on my face too easily. seeing how i'm feeling is one thing. seeing why i'm feeling like that is another thing. and i think the latter is more important.. and harder to read, if not nearly impossible. although there are the occasional people who hit the nail on the head [and just by reading my personal message alone], they were never the ones i had hoped who would come talk to me about it. so instead of waiting for people to guess what i'm feeling and why at every turn [which is just plain stupid and pointless], i try to tell them. face-to-face? only with the people i feel the most comfortable with. and that is a number of people i can count on one hand, of which includes unsurprisingly my sister. probably because we've endured 17 years together bitching and snapping at each other, we've seen just about any side of us there is to see. if it's a sensitive issue, or something i disagree about, or something about the other party that is becoming negative, it's hard for me to spit the words out. specially when i'm afraid of how the other person might react. most times though, it's easier than i think, i just nudge them a little and they get the point. some denser ones, on the other hand, want me to spell it out. which is torture for me. i know i have to get used to it though. if i'm not honest with my close friends about them and about myself, then i can't even be honest to anyone else. so i'm trying. i'm really trying. i like taking the bus home. it always gives me time to think about the events that conspired earlier. kind of detaches me so i don't feel so emotionally worked up [if i was]. it's also good when i'm sitting near the back with no one. halfway through the trip i realized my earphones were plugged in, but i didn't play anything. oh and thanks Ange for the company these past few days. seems like you and i aren't too busy for each other. :]
20090407 : 9:03 PM
omagad omagad James Jean is going to release a Kindling poster book as well as Process Recess 3!! /add to wishlist
20090402 : 7:44 PM
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the round one.
Just your average human specimen wanting to be something more. Also has an absurd fondness for potatoes and shoes, among other things.
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